Look, a sound!
Can you see it?
Too intense to feel,
Too great to comprehend.
You can’t wrap your head around it, but
He’s wrapping His arms around you.
Chest throbbing; world, lives changing,
Action, Reaction, spinning; you’re getting dizzy,
But there’s something more true there once
Your perception has been stripped away.
The sound of something real,
Retuning your sight,
Equilibrium shot, come crashing to the floor.
The grain of the hardwood looks better down there.
The detail, the plan, the purpose, the Spirit,
It’s going somewhere, the direction of
Hope? Faith? Joy? Peace? Or
Tears? Destruction? Breaking? Death?
And are they the same thing?
Love exists, so what does that make you?
Less of a man, or more?
“And Elijah said to Ahab, ‘Go up, eat and drink, for there is a sound of the rushing of rain.'”–1 Kings 18:41